My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 135 Are You God?No, you're just rubbish!

Chapter 135 Are You God?No, you're just rubbish!

There is no weather forecast for West Africa.

In this kind of country that depends entirely on the weather, when it rains, it will naturally turn off. If these black people still insist on professional ethics during the war, then they are not picking cotton in the plantation by themselves, but Send the French to show off the white flag.

In the dilapidated streets, only the homeless refugees hid in the ruins, raised their heads, and looked at the foggy sky. When will there be moving light coming in?
The government army and the rebels stopped fighting, but there was still a lot of confusion at the joint.

"Don't grab it, don't grab it, this is the last bit of food we have... Please, don't take it away." A thin black woman was holding half a loaf of bread tightly in her hand, and a black man in front of her was pulling hard, Seeing that she didn't let go, there was a bit of ferocity in her eyes, she raised her foot and held it hard.

But women just don't let go.

Standing behind was a child about three or four years old crying loudly, Heibuliuqiu's fingers tugging helplessly.

There were many people beside him, but they all watched numbly.

In an inconspicuous pickup truck not far away, Yevgeny, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was holding a cigarette butt and facing the cigarette in his mouth, while Tonikov sat in the back, fiddling with weapons.

Lu Wu next to him folded his hands, frowned, and looked at the scene in front of him. As soon as he put his hand on the door lock, he heard Tony behind him say, "What are you doing?"

"I can't stand it..."

Yevgeny raised his head and looked forward, "No matter what happens to us, we are not the Salvation Army."

"Even if you saved her this time, what about the next time? There will always be times when you can't see it. The weak like to find a sense of presence in the weaker. They dare not stab the spear into the mouth of the strong, because they Afraid of being killed."

Lu Wu was silent for a while, "Maybe she should try to buy a gun."

Yevgeny rolled down the car window and threw out the cigarette butt that caught the fire. He was startled when he heard his words, and his eyes flashed, "The boss said the same, the premise is that she must be rich."

He said rubbing his fingers.

"The boss won't do business that loses money."

Just as Lu Wu was about to speak, he heard two gunshots. He turned his head sharply, and saw the black man holding an M1935s pistol, and shot the woman three times in a row.

World War II stuff...

It will also kill people.

Finally, the people next to him were no longer numb, and they all ran to the side in horror, only choosing to "run" when their own lives were in danger.

The child was crying, and the black man who had snatched the bread ran away in a panic.

"Snatch bread with a gun? Why don't you rob a bank if you have the ability? Black people just don't know how to use their brains." Yevgeny curled his lips, but as soon as he finished speaking, Lu Wu suddenly grabbed him excitedly collar.

"Damn it, what are you doing? Let go!" Yevgeny yelled loudly.

"You killed her! Your indifference and indifference killed her!" Lu Wu roared in a low voice. Tonikov saw that something was wrong from behind, and hurriedly strangled the opponent's neck from behind, "Calm down! Calm down!"

The three men are tearing at each other in a small space, even if you are a scout, there is nothing you can do under the hand-to-hand combat of two big men.

"Bastard, what do you think you are? God?" Yevgeny also grabbed Lu Wu's chin angrily, pressed his head directly against the glass, and said angrily, "You are a piece of shit! Trash society You want to save them? What are you? Are you a UN official? Or are you the president of Senegal? You are neither, you son of a bitch, you are selling your dignity for money like us Rubbish!"

Every "person!" has his value.

Premise, you are human.

No money, no status, no contacts, what is your name?

You are the decimal point in national probability.

"I will write down your situation in the notebook, and I will tell the boss truthfully when I go back." Tonikov said with a serious face, "I have the right to directly judge that you failed this assessment."

Yes, this time is an assessment, and the target is Besley.

Lu Wu finally calmed down, no, it should be said that he was tired, being pressed by two people like this, can he not be tired?The most important thing is that if he is eliminated, then it is impossible to get the money, and his mother is still living in the hospital.

Tonikov felt the other party relax, slowly let go of his hand, and glanced at Yevgeny, who pushed Lu Wu with a dark face.

"Your war is different from the current war. I understand your justice, but you have to be clear, you are not a soldier now, and there is no force behind you that can make you do whatever you want. You have to live for yourself, you cheap There are two words written all over his clothes, poor people, don't think so much, he came out." Tonikov tried his best to soften his tone, snapped his head abruptly, and pointed not far away, just right Besley, who came out of the church, said.

"As long as you kill him, you can get $6000. Either he dies or you are poor."

Lu Wu's eyes were fixed on Besley who was walking to the car. There were several gunmen behind him. This guy was also afraid of death, and he was surrounded by crowds when he traveled.

"Hurry up!" Yevgeny also urged, and glanced at Tonikov from the corner of his eye, but his hands kept moving. As soon as the gear was changed, he started slowly and approached Besley's convoy. You can see the face of the driver sitting in front of you.

When passing by, Lu Wu grabbed the AK47 under his feet, pulled the bolt, pushed open the door, and fired at the inside through the glass. Besley, who was sitting in the back seat, was shot full of bullet holes on the spot. Tonikov He also got out of the car, fired at the driver and co-pilot, and shouted at Yevgeny, who threw him a grenade.

Tonikov let go of his hand and hung the gun on his chest. He pulled the ring of the grenade and threw it into the church.

The gunman who heard the movement inside and was about to come to support was blown back.

"Let's go!" Tonikov patted Lu Wu on the shoulder and pushed him back. Yevgeny kicked the accelerator and walked away.

The biggest black market boss in Dakar was killed in front of the church!

The news immediately swept through the entire city, and it was accompanied by another "news" that Waters Scott of the [Axe Gang] bought and murdered Besley on the black market.

I don't know why this news spread so fast.

How close is it?
Soon there are children running and shouting in the street, as if celebrating Besley's death, and also cheering for Waters, he has only one scourge.

Rumors full of loopholes, but there is a saying.

Crush people under the tongue!
Words are formidable, especially Besley's identity.

Destined to cause an accident.

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 ps: Don't stop updating, don't stop updating, fuck, check the information, after checking for so long, I will continue to write and stay up late!

  
 
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